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Tout mon amour


She's kinda crazy but that I like

We can for hours all through the night

So here's the finish

Roses are red violets are blue

I like music and so do you

Just like Beethoven 9th symphony

You are the music inside of me

Just so you know my number one is you  Never in a millennia would I picture her

Her smile blinded me with white and silver

She sat next to me, eyebrows raised up

When I looked at her butt and looked back up

Looked in her eyes and saw quite a site

There I saw stars that shone through the night

Her smile fantastic, the best in the land

Wish I'd man up and just take her hand

My head was gone and spirit in shame

But I didn't care my heart was in flames

She was so damn beautiful, from that you could see

She looked like a star that should be on TV

I looked at her face just one last time

I thought in my head “ She needs to be mine ”

 

And that I really really love you

So one more thing before you cry

Would please be mine?


 

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